Hidden In The Shadows, I Watch

[arabella]

Watching From The Shadows Of Her Trees, The Goddess Shifted From Peaceful Innocence To Wary Guardian As Another Being Entered Her Domain. She Did Not Rule These Lands, But She Is Guardian Of The Moonlit Willows And Does Her Best To Keep The Place Peaceful And Not Let Blood Shed On The Beautiful Grasses. She Is Rewarded By The Looks On The Equine's Faces As They Travel Through The Moonlit Willows. She Stays Hidden From Sight Whenever Another Being Comes Across The Land, Not Wanting To Disturb Their Peace. She Knows The Equine's Around Speak Of Her And Of Seeing A Glimpse Of Her Silver Coat Catching The Moonlight As She Wanders Through The Trees, Keeping Watch And Letting Her Magic Settle Over The Land, Creating A Serenity That Can Only Be Found Here, In The Moonlit Willows. She Was Chosen By The Emperor, Mafia, To Be Guardian And Has Been Guardian For A Very Long Time. She Has Never Had To Stop A Fight And Has Never Been In One Before, But She Could Handle Herself. It Is Hard For Her To Stay Hidden In The Shadows, Because Being Goddess Of The Moon, It's Light Tends To Follow Here Wherever She goes And Her Horn Absorbs The Light, Letting Off A Soft Glow That Surrounds Her Body. Her Wings Seem To Be Made Of The Softest Feathers And Some Claim To Have Found Those Feathers Lying On The Ground, But Arabella Takes Her Feathers And Puts Them In A Special Place. They Hold Pieces Of Her Magic And, Even Though They Hold Very Little Pieces, The Pieces Are Powerful And Should Never Land In The Wrong Place. The Feathers That The Visiting Equines Tend To Find Are Swan Feathers, Having Fallen From The Skies As They Fly Overhead. Ara Goes Around, Collecting Them And Setting Them Out. She Is Not Tricking The Equines That Visit The Moonlit Willows, She Is Giving Them A Feather That Has Fallen So They Can Feel Safe. The Only Equine To Have Seen Arabella Fully Is Mafia, And Even Then Arabella Stood In The Shadows, Not Wanting The Details Of Her Body To Be Seen. She Believes That Only The One She Loves Should See Her Whole Self, All The Tiny Details Of Her Face And Body. Even The Goddess Has Faults That She Hides With Her Magic. The Scar Beneath Her Right Wing Is An Example Of One Of Her Faults. Not Being Able To Remember Her Past, The Goddess Does Not Remember How It Came To Be There Or Why It Has Not Vanished, But It Is A Part Of Her That She Wants To Keep, But She Will Hide The Scar Under Her Wing. She Does Not Fly Often And When She Does, She Hides Herself In The Clouds. She Never Leaves The Moonlit Willows And Has Everything She Needs In Her Sacred Place. The Main Tree That Every Equine Wants To Visit Sits In The Middle Of Her Lands And Is Often Where A Glimpse Of Arabella Is Seen As She Darts Away From The Tree When Someone Approaches. The Mare Has Never Met The King Of The Lands, But She Has Heard Of Him And Believes He Is Kind And Cares For His Subjects. She Has Not Seen Him In Her Sacred Grove, But She Feels Him When He Comes Near And Watches As He Passes. When He Is Out Of Sight, Ara Returns To Her Tree And Keeps Watch. Often She Is Grazing, Allowing The Wind To Blow Through Her Mane And Tail, Which Both Reach The Ground, But Do Not Allow Dirt To Catch In The Silky Strands. Her Hooves Are Always Clean, The Silver Bright And Soft, Carrying Their Own Glow. Her Eyes Are A Deep Violet And She Has Never Been Mad Enough Or In Pain To Have Them Turn Silver. Her Coat Is The Color Of The Moon And Carries It's Gleam Even In The Daylight With The Sun Feeding The Trees. At The Moment, The Goddess Of The Moon And Innocence Stares Up At The Night Sky, Watching The Stars Appear As The Sun Drops Below The Horizon. The Moon Is Already In Her Place, Watching Over The Night And Spreading Her Light Over The Lands. Lowering Her Head, Arabella Watches The Entrance To The Moonlit Willows, Ready To Dart Into The Trees If Any Equine Were To Come Over The Hill. Assuming That None Will Come, Arabella Dropped Her Head And Grazed On The Sweet Grasses, Her Forelock Covering Her Bright Eyes And Her Horn Brushing Along The Ground.

[Beorbaby]

K U S H A

He stood alone, next to his faithful adviser. The phoenix spoke in the same tone as always, very serious and professor. His voice faded into the background as Sha's dark navy orbs focused on the willows in the distance. He glanced at Pheo who looked at him with an expectant look. Almost as if to ask, did you hear any of that. Sha just said yes and the bird frowned. "I didnt ask a question that needed a yes or no. I asked your opinion." Kusha felt a blush on his brown face and he nodded. "Come on Pheo." He smiled and then began to trot towards the willows. The light that bounced off of them like a beautiful orb that absorbed it always interested the King. He slowed as the entrance to the Willow's reveled itself. Taking a hesitant step inside the god sighed, content. The innocent and pure feeling that absorbed the willow filled land always made his troubles leave him. Almost like it was there to do just that. Calm the god who had taken up the position of King without really trying or even wanting to. How he had fallen into the position was beyond him. Perhaps it had been because he had ranted like a mad man to the late Emperor of the West and South before he made Emperor made him king and then died. He stepped slowly into the small grove inside of the Willow area. He cocked his head to the side, surprised to see another equine in the Willow's area so late. His long black mane was chopped short but in his godly form it too dragged on the ground. Clearing his throat he bowed to the mare, hidden in the shadows he could still see a bit of the silver on her. The elegant and fluid motion vanished when he rose. "Hello Madam. I am Kusha, King of the West and Protector of ByBerry Bushes in the South." He looked up at the red, yellow and orange bird that flew away. Obviously annoyed with his friend for ignoring his question and not hearing it.
Actions:
Navy
Thoughts:
Teal
Speach:
Blue

[arabella]

Lifting Her Head, Arabella Tensed As The Stallion Entered The Moonlit Willows. Stepping Into The Shadows To Hide Herself, The Goddess Watched As The King Felt The Peace Of The Place And Smiled As The King's Posture Grew Peaceful. At His Words, Arabella's Ears Perked Forwards. Thinking About What She Should Say, Ara Watched The Pheonix That Had Accompanied The King As He Flew Away. Turning Her Violet Eyes On The King Once Again, The Mare Stayed Hidden In The Shadows As She Spoke.
"Welcome To The Moonlit Willows My King. I Do Not Often Speak My Name, But I Will For You. I Am Called Arabella, Goddess Of The Moon And Of Innocence, Guardian Of The Moonlit Willows. It Is A Pleasure To Meet The King Of The West."
Her Soft Voice Seemed To Carry On The Wind. Arabella's Coat Grew Brighter As The Sun Set Lower Into The Sky And Her Horn Absorbed The Moonlight That Now Shone, Sending Magic Throughout The Trees. Ara's Heart Beat Faster As She Longed To Step Into The Light Of The Moon, But The Mare Stayed In The Shadows To Keep The Details Of Her Body Hidden. Turning Back To The King, She Spoke Again.
"What Brings You Here My King? I Mean No Disrespect, But I Have Never Seen You Here Before. I Have Only Felt Your Presence From Outside The Moonlit Willows."
Tilting Her Head, Ara Pointed Her Horn Away From The Stallion That Ruled The Lands She Lived In. The Mare Had A High Position As A Goddess And Guardian, But The King Was Ranked Higher. She Did Not Mind This And Focused On The Job She Had Been Given By The Emperor Of The North. She Loved Her Job And The Peace It Gave Her. She Was Not Built To Fight Or Even To Rule, But If She Had To Choose Between The Two Spots, She Would Rather Be A Ruler Than A Warrior. Lifting Her Head To Stare At The Sky, Arabella Let Her Wings Unfold Themselves And Stretch Towards The Moon. The Stayed Covered In Shadow, All But The Tips. The Very Tips Of Her Silver Wings Caught The Moonlight And Arabella Watched With Shock As A Single Feather Fell To The Ground, Right In Front Of The King's Hooves. The Goddess Stood Frozen, Awaiting The King's Reaction. Her Own Reaction Was One Of Confusion, Shock, And Caution. The Feather Had Fallen For The King And Only For Him. Closing Her Eyes, Arabella Showed Herself To The King. Stepping Away From The Shadows, The Mare Allowed The Moonlight To Cover Her Body As She Showed The King The Details Of Her Coat, Face, Wings, And Every Other Part Of Her. He Would Be The First To See The Full Arabella And Possibly The Only Equine To Ever Witness Her Beauty For Himself. Her Wings Stretched Closer To The Sky And Her Horn Was A Beacon In The Night. Ara's Violet Eyes Stayed On The King As She Allowed Him To Memorize Her Features. She Didn't Realize That Her Wing Was No Longer Covering The Scar On Her Side, But She Would Later. At The Moment, Ara Was To Focused On Watching The King's Reaction To Worry About Her Flaws. Her Ears Moved In Half Circles, Listening To The Wind As It Swept Through The Moonlit Willows. It Would Warn Her Of An Approaching Equine So She Could Hide In The Shadows Again. Folding Her Wings, Arabella Awaited The King's Response, Her Expression Peaceful But Wary.
(Sorry About All The "The King" And Stuff... I Wrote This In My Notebook At School And Couldn't Remember His Name... Lol.)

[Beorbaby]

When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now? When you're gone
K U S H A
Kusha nodded and smiled a bit, a rare thing to appear on his equine face. "A goddess? Not many live in mortal lands anymore. In that case I suppose I should tell you my own title. I am the god of purity and night. Please call me Kusha or Sha. I'm not one for titles." His faint smile brightened a bit but faded. Staring at the feather he picked it up gently in his maw and began to step towards her to give it to her. He paused as she stepped into the light. "Well I feel a bit normal now." He looked at his bare back and shrugged. "Oh well." He looked amused by the idea of being a normal equine but it faded easily. He looked at every detail of her face and found that it was much more delicate than most goddess's that he had seen. He finally reached her and lay the feather down in front of her. Sha inhaled and closed his navy eyes and focused. It didnt take long until his body morphed. Not the shape of anything just the color darkened to an ashy black. His hair a dark yet noticeable purple with white pearls in the long strands of silk. His mane lay on the ground in a lump. Along with his tail. "I never found this form to be enjoyable. Yet I find it more comforting than my mortal looks." He held no wings on his back but it was still beautiful. His once blue eyes were now black. No pupils could be found and no white was around the iris. It was like he had no eyes. He looked evil but the air that was around him was too peaceful and pure to be evil.
GODLY FORM


The pieces of my heart are missing you When you're gone. The face I came to know is missing too

[arabella]

As The Smile Lit Up His Face, Arabella's Own Smile Shone In Her Eyes. She Nodded, Even Though His Comment Had Been Just A Comment, Not Really A Question. Her Face Showed No Surprise As He Spoke Of Being A God Himself. She Had Felt That He Was Like Her, A Being Higher Than The Mortal's That Roamed The Earth. Watching His Reaction, She Was Filled With Relief When He Didn't Do Something Strange. She Chuckled Softly At His Comment And Nodded.
"The Wings Do Add Another Part of Me That Is Not Like The Mortal's. My Horn Does The Same, And Just The Way I Move. No, Keep The Feather. It Fell In Front Of You And Is Therefore Your's To Keep. Just Be Wary Of Who You Show It To."
Stepping Closer, Ara Picked Up The Feather And Put It In His Mane. As His Body Morphed, She Stepped Back And Watched With Calm Eyes. She Personally Like His Mortal Form, But His Godly Form Was Beautiful. Looking Into His Black Eyes, Her Own Violet Eyes Shown With The Moonlight And Peace. To Her He Did Not Look Evil, Just Not Mortal. And He Wasn't Mortal. Neither Was Arabella Herself And, Tucking Her Wings To her Sides, She Willed Her Horn To Blend In With The Night. Her Body Did Not Morph As His Had, But Just Lost Some Of Its Glow As She Made Herself Loose The Parts Of Her Body That Set Her Apart From The Mortals. She Could Never Change The Way Her Body Moved, But The Rest Of Her Looked Mortal.
"I Have Never Hidden My Immortality, But I Can If I Wish. It Is A Pleasure To Let You See Me, But I Must Go. There Is Another Equine Approaching And I Would Like To Stay Hidden From The Mortals."
And With That, The Goddess Slid Back Into The Shadows Just As Another Figure Appeared At The Entrance.